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[sn3ak]

a friend’s worth

I am always the unlucky friend. The kind of friend that everyone has, but the kind of friend that’s taken for granted. A friend who’s not worth the risk. I am always at the bottom of someone’s friend list, a last resort. A friend passed to anyone who is willing to at least choose me. 

But after many ‘passing’, I truly realized that no one will ever choose me. No one tries to stay by my side when they meet someone new. No one tries to keep in touch with me. It was always me who do the courage to talk to them when I need them. It was always me who had many friends, but none of them was really my friend. 

No one ever stayed, so I pushed them away to make them stay. But for all the push I made, they still had the balls to choose someone else over me. 

I get it. I do. I’m not worth fighting for.

Just a friendly reminder to always value your friends. Please love them and choose them. You never know what goes through their heart and mind.

- sn3ak

[sn3ak]

in your arms

I ran to you for the last time. This shall not end here. I won’t end it here. We had visions, dreams, and everything we could never asked for. We planned it all.

But not this. Not this parting.

Not this ending.

Every step I take to you is every step away from you. So, I ran slower. I don’t want you to leave. I don’t want you to be gone. But there is nothing I could do. 

I ran again, faster till I finally reached you. I held you in my arms and you held me in yours. I held you in my heart, but you held me in your arms. I held you in my soul, but. .  . you only held me in your arms. 

I held you, with my love, with my promises, with my broken body. 

I held you like I was clinging to dear life.

But you only held me in your arms. 

- sn3ak (via sn3ak)

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two flowers kissing

From that moment we became friends, I knew this feeling wasn’t just a friendship type. As each day passed, our bond grew stronger. 

When things became a little clearer to me, I arrived to a moment of being in love with my best friend. It was difficult to admit and easy to deny. So when the night is almost over, I came to you and looked into your eyes. 

“I’m in love with you, Steph.” I confessed.

But before I could even breathe, you kissed me hard, then soft.

“I’m in love with you too Alex,” you replied. We held our hands tightly and cried silently. I know the risk that I’m taking and I will not let it stop me from loving you. I kissed you back and I know one day the whole world will watch us kiss. And they’ll think that we’re just two flowers kissing. Two girls kissing for lust and pleasure and never for love and devotion. 

- Alexandra Rose (a love story), sn3ak

Happy Pride Month everyone! 🏳️‍🌈🦄